Ball so hard my whole family can’t find me

Motherfuckers keep trying me

But I’m shit at picking up the phone

Even I can’t rely on me

X2

Cuz I’ve been swallowed

And the mouth I fell inside of

Doesn’t tell me where to go or

When or how to turn the light off

I’m a ride off to that sunset

But the sun always misguides us

So I keep running into walls

That my path steadily provides Uh

Never Lied

When I implied

How I cannot see eye to eye

With the other rappers doing it

Romanticizing Life

You’re a bunch of fucking brides

Farm the state

I’m Nationwide

I could spill some Blood in Bama

Motherfucking Crimson Tide

Stay Between A couple fuckin countries, Nova Scotia

Money rolled fat so I could sell it as a poster

Use a $100 As a coaster

Call me Jeff Ross

Cause everything I touch is roasted

Wood grain SL

You can take The ‘Rossa

Girl works as a gymnast

So you know I bend her over

Bendy roads

Are all I know

And my state’s always getting colder

Yeah I told you that before

But it’s getting harder staying sober

Getting older

Losing hope

It’s just like they fucking told us

If this life contains a curse

Then they would call that shit adulthood

Ball so hard my whole family can’t find me

Motherfuckers keep trying me

But I’m shit at picking up the Phone

Even I can’t rely on me

X2

I’ve been swallowed

And I never asked forgiveness

Stay the course or turn around

Both will leave unfinished business

And my score of finished business

Comes in second to my hitlist

Such a fucking misfit

I record up in a crypt, bitch

Not a crip bitch, But I’m equally sadistic

With skin so white

You would thought I came from Princeton

But Prince is

Like System

We Wish U in heaven

And I’ll Box up your head like It’s Se7en

Or Presents. You Bet it

Void keeps heavy with his presence

Leather sleeves up on his sweatshirts

When he comes

These grizzly bears will run up trees

Like Devin Hester

Job as executioner

You pussies look like jesters

Or some little fucking kids in grown up suits

Shouts out to Esther

Desert Eagle is my favorite

Shouts to motherfuckin Wesker

I stay boarded in my Mansion

Think it’s haunted

Shouts to Spencer

Guess that I’m the only Resident thats Fucking evil

Roll my joints invert the crosses

Keep em fatter than a steeple

Rappers fast are going rotten

Like a yearly fuckin sequel

Yeah thats shouts to Call of Duty

And another shout to FIFA

Uh You rappers claim progressive

No insurance

I’ll police you

Bloodborne is my Destiny

Yeah bitch I’ll decease you

Like CP on Hard Drives

I’ll search and I’ll seize you

Surround you on all sides

I’m so Maccu Pichu

Treat this Like Evo

Muhfucker I’ll beat you

I’ll stick up E3

Till they calling it E2

At Comiccon fucked me a Cute little Pikachu

Girlies in Cosplay yea let me take peeks at you

I got a thing for controllers and Visas

3 out of 3 yeah I’ve broken Geneva

I spike my own drink

Switched the Risen for Stevia

Void